Yesterday, while browsing through stacks of illustrations kept in boxes and sealed in my mind for years, I found this little work with a date from 1998.

Left as an heirloom, by myself in a distant past, only some months before I got my first commission on a newspaper to cross the threshold of my sobriety as an artist to become a professional illustrator in the whirlpool of compromising my flow to deadlines, client’s demands and art director’s specifications.

Today, this girl already curious about what lies on the other side of rainbows, is not so distant after all, as I recognize myself in this love for weaving words with visuals and a graphic attitude with no concerns for what can truly define an artwork.

I guess, when one major cycle ends, then… it starts all over again.
Just at a higher pitch.

I’ll leave the clumsy writing in the piece just as it is, for the sake of naïveté.

To
The
Rainbow
[ Map ]

1.Boarding card life ——>
Planes of passage ////

2.Flights never touching = = = = Birds with a message
/*////////*/

/* 3.Blurred thoughts
visions to shake
Time in a sequence
seems I am late
/*////////*/——>

4.Circles
and cycles Expanding within
Yellow and Teal
a lemon LIGHT green
in a dream

5.Door to no-path
*/<——> I fly with no goal

6.Light bulbs to lit
trusting The Soul
——>////

/* 7.WORDS-COLOR-CODE */
follow my Heart = = = = = >

8.To
The
Rainbow
< Map >
*/

/*=====================*/

Twenty days after writing “To The Rainbow Map”, while roaming the Web I found myself facing this image based on a “re-vision” by Connee Chandler of Dr. David Hawkins’ Map of Consciousness from his book “Power vs. Force, The Hidden Determinants of Human Behavior: An Anatomy of Consciousness”.
So far, I still did not read the book but, on that fading summer’s Sunday, gliding through the wondrous world of Sync, tapping the noosphere, it was nice to look into someone else’s Rainbow.

—At the moment I backward-post this to my tlog, as today is Sunday again, looking at my dashboard, I see another post on the Radar and they make a lovely pair…

To The Rainbow Map

Boarding card life
Planes of passage
Flights never touching
birds with a message

Blurred thoughts
visions to shake
Time in a sequence
seems I am late,

Circles and cycles
Expanding within
Yellow and Teal
a lemon LIGHT green
In a dream.

Door to no-path
I fly with no goal
Light bulbs to lit
trusting The Soul,

Words-color-code
follow my Heart
to the Rainbow Map.

Part Four:
Time and Eternity

❝ MY cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I ’m feeling for the air;
A dim capacity for wings
Degrades the dress I wear.

A power of butterfly must be
The aptitude to fly,
Meadows of majesty concedes
And easy sweeps of sky.

So I must baffle at the hint
And cipher at the sign,
And make much blunder, if at last
I take the clew divine. ❞

Emily Dickinson
Complete Poems* 1924.

Cocoon Moon

You did not forsake
my eyes in lake
The wider circles
in line footsteps only hide and seek
the cleansing of the white dress no longer stained
the line my left hand holds
a map of the Garden in new Bloom

cast away my cocoon moon

I ground my feet and sit below
a Tree of Life that lets me know
a Poet Seer and seek no more.
The House of Dreams
my twelve hearts dusted
casts no shadows only Light
of fireflies in Summer sync.

I ride the garland bubble’s garden
the octave and the spheres
show me the way
in this new stage I come to play
My graphic Soul the tune has listened

My cocoon moon is set away

The collective intelligence of the imaginal cells

ᔥ http://blogofcollectiveintelligence.com/
↬ @technoshaman

༅

I found the article at the link above on a twitter’s timeline in the Summer of 2011.
Recently, while reading “SYNC - How Order Emerges from Chaos in the Universe, Nature, and Daily Life” written by mathematician Steven Strogatz, I decided to pair it with this excerpt where he speaks about oscillators being these: “whether a heart cell or a cricket, a neuron or a firefly.”

“ We were able to prove that this generalized system always becomes synchronized, for any number of oscillators and no matter how they started.

A key ingredient is the notion of “absorption”—a shorthand for the idea that if one oscillator kicks another over threshold, they will remain synchronized forever, as if one has absorbed the other.
(…) Once two oscillators fire together, they will never drift apart on their own, because they have identical dynamics; furthermore, they are identically coupled to all the others, so even when they are kicked, they will stay in sync because they are jolted equally.

Thus absorptions act like a ratchet, always bringing the system closer to synchrony.

The heart of the proof is an argument demonstrating that a sequence of absorptions locks the oscillators together in ever-growing clumps, until they finally coalesce into one giant group.”

quotEnsemble #3

“ Today, many physicists believe that we are the carp swimming in our tiny pond, blissfully unaware of invisible, unseen uni-verses hovering just above us in hyperspace. We spend our life in three spatial dimensions, confident that what we can see with our telescopes is all there is, ignorant of the possibility of 10 dimensional hyperspace.
Although these higher dimensions are invisible, their “ripples” can clearly be seen and felt.
We call these ripples gravity and light. ”

ᔥ Dr. Michio Kaku in Hyperspace and a Theory of Everything

“ Things are different at night, so to understand this story we must descend to a night-consciousness, a state in which we are more quickly aware of every creak and snap. Night is when we are closer to ourselves, closer to essential ideas and feelings that do not register so much during the daylight hours.(…)

When it is night in a fairy tale, for interpretation’s sake, we know we are in the unconscious.
San Juan de La Cruz, Saint John of the Cross, called such ‘the dark night of the soul.’ “

” In certain alchemical tracts there are three stages described as being necessary to transformation: the nigredo, the black or the dark dissolving stage, the rubedo, the red or the sacrificial stage, and the albedo, the white or the resurgent stage. “

ᔥ Clarissa Pinkola Estés , Ph. D. in “Women Who Run With the Wolves”

for “Observers Of Light”and “Cocoon Moon”

observers of light

We.
Observers of Light,
swirling the Strings
of Quantum Foam
in roller coaster Waves.

Black and Night
Dark Night of the Soul
will give you foresight,

Vanishing lives
multiple paths
Peas in a pod
death and rebirth
no longer The Odd,

Coming back
as butterflies

Unfolding.

Observers of Light

We. Observers of Light,
swirling the Strings
of Quantum Foam
in roller coaster Waves.

Black and Night
dark night of the Soul
will give you foresight,

Vanishing lives
multiple paths
Peas in a pod
death and rebirth
no longer The Odd,
Coming back as butterflies
Unfolding.

1 byte of my apple

I rise up the grass
From circles below
it colors me wiser
back to my flow

I travel the streets
of functions in dreams
what lies beneath
is not what it seems,

In inscapes of silence
tags are bird <wings>
sitting on saplings,
their nodes
and their strings.

Figments of Web
Transfusion in notes
One byte of my apple,
eight bits in flakes
Snow in my DOM(e).

quotEnsemble#2

“ The mind of God is music resonating through ten dimensional space”

ᔥ Dr. Michio Kaku, Theoretical Physicist

“(…) In vibratory physics, the principles that make sound into harmonious music are the same principles that govern all associating vibrations throughout the universe - and that includes everything that there is. Vibrations are dynamic things not unlike “living” things since they are in a mutual state of “harmony”. (…)”

“As physics deems, all is in a vibrational state, and thus can be converted into mathematical renditions, musical notes and color frequencies.”

ᔥ StarStuffs in Physics and Consciousness

Color is made up of different Wavelengths and Frequencies.
Blue, Indigo and Violet are the higher frequency wavelengths.
The higher the frequency, the higher the energy of that light.

ᔥ Introduction to Light —Quantum Mechanics by the Khan Academy

For ” Wrapped in Blue “

✳ ✴ ✶✶✳✶

A modern piano typically contains 88 keys, 36 black keys and 52 white keys.

✴ ✴ ✴

There are 88 standard constellations recognized by
the International Astronomical Union.

✳ ✴ ✶✶✳✶
wrapped in blue — a short story

Panda Bear wishes to be a piano player

As keys are like him ,

All Ebony and Ivory.

He escaped in a cardboard box

Addressed to Carnegie Hall.

There he will play

Debussy’s Clair de Lune,

And Once in a Blue Moon,

Miles Davis’ Kind of Blue.

wrapped in blue — a short story